The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 216 One Against Twa

Chapter 216 One Against Two

“One Two Three

The moment that man shouted the final court, his voice dripping with threat a chill shot op Lity’s spine, every hair on her body standing on end.

She saw the sneer on his face as he lunged at her–but instead of dodging, she clenched the sharp hairpin in her hand and stabbed it at him with all her strength.

Yes, Lily had a defensive hairpin on her.

After losing her small cross–shaped knife at the Charmer, she bought several self–defense hairpins online.

These pins were double–layered.

On the surface, they looked like regular accessories.

But inside, a narrow, pointed blade could be pulled out–perfect for protection.

She’d worn that exact pin tonight for rehearsal.

And the moment she heard the door lock from the outside, she had quietly drawn the blade.

“Ahh! B*tch!”

The man had never expected her to be armed. She stabbed him again and again–shoulder, thigh, and between the legs–until he screamed in agony and collapsed, writhing on the floor.

The other man rushed at her to help.

Neither of them had brought weapons tonight–they were only here to take compromising photos.

Lily knew she couldn’t win in a pure fight.

But with one of them writhing on the ground and a weapon in her hand, she still had a chance.

“Put the knife down, b*tch!”

approached her

like a panther, he suddenly pounced, trying to snatch the hairpin

her back and, gritting her teeth, kicked him

in pain, she seized the

“You b*tch, ahh…”

into it, Lily kicked him again right where it hurt

was the most

his, she had to

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aim there first.

won’t let

like a rabid dog, managing to wrench the hairpin

didn’t waste a

both hands

knock him out–but it

out of her grip and the other one starting to recover, she knew her window was closing. If they got the upper hand again,

that

escape.

still locked

only hope was the

taken note of the

floor had an open balcony. If she was lucky and one of the windows was open, she could climb in and get out

chair at both men, then sprinted toward the window and scrambled

“Shit!”

was doing, the two men

some miracle, the chair had hit them both. They stumbled back and failed to catch

outside the window, held on tight, and lowered herself to the balcony on

she couldn’t

the way down. They’d go looking for her outside. Meanwhile,

staff over to them, maybe they could catch those two and get. proof

extra years in

was lucky–the window on the third floor was